you speak of a heavy lonesome sorrow
yet you rejoice while it consumes you
slowly, taking turns on a spit,
incinerating all quiet of contentment
to cry out loud is to feel alive!
just like your great happiness -
enchanting, swelling, lighting up,
thundering, then pouring down like rain
to lose your self is to feel alive!
you speak of your absolute humility
'no my friend, i got no ego at all'
to lose your self in a respectable manner
do you see how everything fits?
and then, from humility to excessive indulgence
(for selflessness alone can get tedious)
drugs, booze, the arts and intellectual pursuits
to lose your self is to feel alive
to hold on is sure death.
maybe some people can find a balance
maybe this balance is called growing up.
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I loved the whole 'spit' and 'rain' analogies. I liked the fact that finding the balance was growing up :) V nice and welcome back baby.
and you were so quick! made me feel like i just released the latest book of the twilight saga. thank you!!
between feeling alive and death is this ordinary thing called life...nice concept :)
btw, whats that artwork?
yes, i was thinking of this flip-flopping between extreme emotions and i realized that they weren't very different. i mean, yes, when one is generally content or upset about something - those states are separate. but the states of absolute happiness and sadness have similar symptoms, the complete disregard of one's self. they are both childish states where one can do just about anything. similarly, although martyrdom is very different from self-indulgence, the differences blur if they're both taken to the extreme, in both cases it's the sacrifice of the self.
the image is from http://www.lawsonworks.com/palimpsests.htm - i was reading about the word 'palimpsest' where one repaints or rewrites on an older art.
Yo man!
Life is spherical!!
Good one :)
time for a new post...
this balance is the reason we are living for and maintaining that balance is the Beautiful journey called LIFE.
cheers!!!!!
Fuzzman, do you remember?
Time had told you, 'that you are a rare rare find...'. I still know it. Do please not forget it..
So long, so long. Now, the only things rare and becoming rarer are the conversations, the exclamations, the jubilations, finally followed by immense satisfactions..
Hope you are still reachable..
Thanks K. Hope things are good at your end.
Alien, you seem to have come a long long way since those Pune days. Makes me very happy. :-) :-) :-)
Shamik, I'll mail or call.. one sec..
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